User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-3135907-20120806212050/@comment-5343292-20120815155733

The red weasel, his elegant Captain's coat around his waist, gives Swisher a scowl as he sits in the small raft, the oar gripped in his paws like a spear "Yeah. Some meeting I'm guessing I was supposed to attend that ye "forgot" t' mention t' me. Well, c'mon, git aboard. Change o' plans. We'll be goin' aboard th' Hellwreak"